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Four men shrouded in black robes entered the valley. Shortly, three men left. (I had

seen no body, so what happened to the fourth man?) One of the men carried

something at arm's distance. For an instant I caught a glimpse of a bluish-grey

gleaming glove on the man's hand, then the mirror was blasted into a thousand

fragments. He also had one of the fabled gauntlets. The scroll was right! Now I

understood why it had been unsealed...that old fraud had made copies of the scroll!

I conjured up two of my favorite demons and sent them to pay the antique dealer's

soul a visit. They returned shortly, having "persuaded" the shade to talk. I learned

that although the dealer had made five copies of the scroll, he had sold only one of

them prior to his demonic dismemberment. The Mad Overlord, Trebor was the

owner of this copy. I gathered my creatures about me and cast a Malor to Trebor's

Castle. While my pets were keeping the staff quite busy, I cast a Mamorlis spell on

everyone in Trebor's audience room. It was quite humorous to see Trebor frozen in

abject terror upon his throne. He wore the mystic gauntlet upon his right hand and

dangling from that glove was a captured sun, so bright was its radiance. Carefully, I

put my gauntlet and plucked the amulet from the cradle of his glove. So as not to

seem ungrateful, I did leave Trebor one of the Damien stones I usually carried around

with me. They make such fine thoughtful gifts, heh, heh, heh! Calling my servants to

me, I cast another Malor back to my tower.

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